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October TBR: Stretch Goal City

It’s spooky season now. This year, I’m leaning in EXTRA hard to the pumpkins, black cats, and skeletons.

(The election is incoming. Let me have this joy.)

I crafted this overly ambitious October TBR that I almost certainly won’t finish, BUT…what if I did?

Wouldn’t that be sooo spoooky?

Seriously, there are dozens of books on this list, I’ll never finish.

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Writing from the Closet

My very first therapist once asked about my sexuality.

I told her I was queerer than most people but still considered myself more-or-less straight.

Yes, I thought women were pretty in a strictly heterosexual way. Romantically and sexually, though, I only liked dudes.

At the time, I meant it.

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